Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Gabon and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Nico to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Pantaleimon,
Steve Hackett,
The Monochrome Set,
Duran Duran,
Sällskapet,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nils Olav,
Chris & Cosey,
Tom Boy,
Maleditus Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Unrelated Segments,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ornette Coleman,
The Durutti Column,
Lakeside,
Nik Kershaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Dawn Penn,
AZ,
Buzzcocks,
Flipper,
Black Moon,
K-Klass,
Altered Images,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Warsaw,
Bob Dylan,
Guru Guru,
EPMD,
Television Personalities,
The Motions,
Juan Atkins,
The Evens,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Mr. Review,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Trumans Water,
Scan 7,
Sugar Minott,
E-Dancer,
Pussy Galore,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Arcadia,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
Make Up,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.